Griffin Buzzell - Feeding The Ghosts

Feelings I've been cooking for you
You hide and come out when they're done
Telescope's looking out there you say farther
By then you're already done

Saliva pouring
Huge appetite

The high heat seems good enough to boil my present self
What to do

Have you seen my silver spoon?
Created by desperate waves circling doom
Again again again

Never need to mention my name
All the ghosts collected and came

Written by:
Griffin Buzzell

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